1 December 2015

New Release: Little Bit

Blurb: After losing all his limbs and his ability to
shift, defective werewolf and soldier of fortune Jimi Ny is ready for retirement.
To pay for his augmented arms and legs, Jimi is given one simple
task—assassinate his former mate, renowned cyborg maker Gepetto and destroy his
latest creation Pino-173.

Any excuse to end the life of a soulless machine
disguised in a human meat suit is good enough for Jimi. Chancing upon Gepetto’s
corpse, Jimi is thrust into a complicated game where Pino is the grand prize
and he soon understands why. An AI program doesn’t issue commands to Pino’s
body. Pino’s a new breed of cyborg, capable of feeling pain and pleasure, joy
and sorrow. He’s more human than Jimi can ever be.

Excerpt:

Jimi Ny’s face hardened, his mouth formed a hard line.
“I came here to kill him and dismantle you, but I guess someone beat me to the
first part of the job.”

Dismantle you.

“So don’t bother wasting fake tears on me, little bit,
because you have no idea what its like to lose someone. You’re just a machine
in a human meat suit.” The tiny black plates in his left arm shifted, the
nanomachines insides furiously working, until his entire arm resembled an
old-fashioned curved sword. He took a step forward, his alien eyes cold and
unfeeling.

“Wait,” I rasped, raising my hands in surrender.
“Please, wait.”

“Little bit, you going to beg for your life? Where did
you learn that, from watching movies on your vid?” He mockingly asked, voice
pouring out like gravel. “I have to admit, Gepetto did a fantastic job on you.
Those tears almost look real. I bet some fat rich pervert wanted a custom-made
real life twink sex doll like you, eh?”

My cheek twitched. I bit back the comeback I had
ready. Saying, “Fuck you. What do you know?” to a man who wielded the power of
life and death over me hadn’t been wise. Besides, he didn’t know. Had no clue
how much I panted after death as much as he lusted to hand it over to me on a
platter.

How would he react if I confessed how badly I wanted
him to run that wicked looking blade through my chest? The end didn’t terrify
me. Not when what awaited me was Biron, smiling and healthy. Biron or sweet
oblivion, and both choices seemed mighty fine and easy compared to living on,
but I had one last thing to do.

“Let me see him one last time. Gepetto. I want to say
goodbye, then you can have your way.” I fell on my knees, felt him come close.
Heard the telltale clicks of his arm reforming and reshaping itself, and
expected a blade against my throat.

Oh Gods. I didn’t know this new body could still
remember desire. To feel aroused and bothered like my old one could. Jimi could
sense it too. I knew by way he expelled a sharp breath. I saw his erection,
bulging from his combat pants at eye-level and if I leaned a little closer, I
could blow against his needy shaft and see it thicken.

Gods of the Galaxy, the thoughts flooding through my
mind like a torrent shamed me. All of it felt wrong, fucked up even, but my
head kept on churning out fantasies. Unlike the weak and pathetic old Pino,
this new body wouldn’t break easy. It would yield beautifully, bound and
helpless. Be able to take the kiss of leather, the strands of a flogger, or the
harsh texture of a plastic paddle.

The kind of punishment a powerful man like Jimi could
dish out—but from one look, I doubted safe, sane, and consensual were the words
I could associate with him.

All these crazy thoughts are only by-product of not
having sex in months. Little consolation in that because nothing else had changed
between us—my creator remained upstairs, dead and never coming back to life,
and I still had no clue what happened.

Oh, and a crazy shifter, a professional killer with
weapons for limbs wanted me dead. Dismantle had been the word he’d used, which
meant he didn’t see me as a living breathing human being in the first place.
Terrific.

Angel is a bestselling MM romance writer who lives in a place where its summer all-year long, with with her partner, two Welsh Corgis and out-of-control carnivorous plants.

She's passionate about bringing sexy, gay paranormal stories to readers but also likes to dip her toe in contemporary stories. She's also a novice terrarium maker, an alt rock lover and a tea time enthusiast.